Saturday, April 4, 2009
It is That Time of the Year...
The time that makes me want
Our happy family grew several
years ago when we were gifted
two fluffy and friendly banty
Mikey was going through a stage
where he loved anything having
to do with chickens. We saw it
as a great opportunity to pursue
his interest and see where it led.
It led to a lot of work for Warren.
He first built a little nursery for
the chicks. It was cute. They lived
in our garage until they got too smelly.
That didn't take long!
It then led to the need for a chicken coop.
Warren designed and built one, actually two,
side by side. We wanted to keep our first
two separate from the new batch. Nugget and
Blue were mature ladies and we thought they
deserved their space. The young ones had
arrived in a box at the Post Office. They
were a bit rammy for the old girls.
One thing about just getting a batch of
chicks is that you don't know how many
males and females you will get. It is
not until they begin to crow does the
inexperienced chicken family know what
they actually have in their own chicken
It was hard to see Mr. Rooster leave.
He was such a proud bird.
Funny to watch.
Somewhat hen pecked though as
the last male with many hens.
When this coop is in a neighborhood
the roosters are not exactly welcome. No
one complained but we felt responsible...
so our roosters went to new homes.
Our hens matured and began laying eggs.
Many eggs. We have become somewhat snobby
about eggs now. Fresh eggs from hens that
are happily poking about in their coop are
so much more flavorful than the ones you
buy in the store. I can't explain it but
it is a fact.
So...we are at that time of the year again
where I begin yearning to be a new Mom again.
A Mom to sweet fluffy peeps.
Maybe this year we could get us some that
are already of laying age. That way we can avoid
that separation anxiety when the roosters
have to leave. I'll be talking to dear Warren
about this soon. Mikey has gotten over the
whole chicken thing...Warren has not.
He faithfully takes care of our four hens.
I delight in visiting with them when I am out
weeding or doing other yard work. Chickens are
very social birds. They let us know if they need
anything. If we pass by or are talking to them
they will gather around and look for what treat
you may have brought.
Yesterday the hens were very happy for the
weeds I pulled from the front flower beds.
Oh, so happy.